Challenge
Challenge of the Month VIII
Running. You are (or your character is) running from something. Or running to something. Or maybe you just left the faucet running. The theme this month is running. Fiction or non-fiction, poetry or Prose. $100 purse to our favorite entry. Outstanding entries will be shared with our publishing partners.
Tonight
We tried to be our fucking best,
but fucking best isn’t what it used to be.
So tonight I’ll let go of my worries,
and for once I’ll just go crazy.
Gulping in the midnight air,
we run until tears of sweat drip down our skin.
Away from the ones who know best,
and the dreams we once believed in.
Forget and just be with me now.
Let’s live like the world is ours for the taking.
Scream until you cry from despair,
and dance until the world is shaking.
No one gives a shit, why should we?
Take back everything you have given them.
What they don’t see is their own loss,
and turn that effort into mayhem.
Break the hands that hold you back,
and wrench free of your own expectations.
Before long the night will turn day;
so for now, give in to your temptations.
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